Fluffy by mythicamagic

Chapter 1

AN: For Ladygoshawk for her birthday! Thank you for all that you do on the discord server.
This is most definitely inspired by a scene from The Tenth Kingdom. Be prepared for silly innuendo.

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"So I have a question."

"Hn?"

Kagome shifted on the fallen log beside Sesshoumaru, adjusting a jacket around her shoulders. Warm, orange light bathed the demon's expectant face in a soft glow, rendering his usually cold, severe features into something approachable.

Pointing to mokomoko, Kagome bit back a smile. "What is that, exactly?"

Sesshoumaru blinked languidly. "Mokomoko," he said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"I know what it's called," she laughed. "But what is it? Why do you wear it? Is it just fancy furs or traditional wear for high-class demons or something else? Sometimes I can feel your youki coming from inside the fur."

Sesshoumaru gave a long sigh, which sounded loud in the relentless quiet around them. Due to the late hour, everyone in the village had retired to their beds- that is except for the tenacious miko, who often liked to join him during his visits to chat nonsense under the distant stars.

"It would be somewhat difficult not to wear it. Would you have me drag my tail behind me on the ground like a common dog?"

"T-tail?!"

"Indeed," he arched a silky brow at her high pitch. "Do you have something to say?"

"N-no…" Kagome trailed off, attention straying. She then surreptitiously leaned back in her seat, eyeing the area behind him

"I think you do, miko."

"Nope, not at all," she mumbled, distracted with looking at his ass.

Sesshoumaru's lips twitched. "It is not attached to me in this form."

"Oh thank God," Kagome straightened, giving a sigh of relief. "I don't even want to know what that would look like," she gestured to the thick fluffy mass swallowing his right shoulder, "I mean it's so…big."

Sesshoumaru's eyes sharpened onto her face, amused by her interesting word choice. An innocent slip of the tongue no doubt. In light of it, he found himself offering something he usually wouldn't.

"Do you wish to touch it?"

"Huh?"

"The tail."

Kagome gaped, swallowing thickly as she stared at the innocent, cloud-like fur. She then inched closer upon the log and reached out.

The first contact of her fingers against his fur was keenly felt. Sesshoumaru stiffened, the strands standing up on end, before lying flat as he relaxed. She then dragged her hand the wrong way and his hackles rose. "With the fur, not against," his low tone radiated displeasure.

"Oh, right. My bad," she nodded, stroking a silky pathway.

It felt divine. Her fingers were deft and careful but dragged along him with appreciated confidence, her palm an indulgent drag. The miko leaned close, warm breath fanning over the surface. Sesshoumaru bit the inside of his cheek and repressed a low noise.

"Does it feel good for you, when I stroke it?"

"Hnn..."

Her tone grew questioning as she continued petting the fur. "Hey, is it my imagination or has it grown bigger?"

"Possibly."

Perhaps something shaky in his voice tipped her off. That or the heat in his cheeks had actually managed to plume some colour into them.

"Ah!" Kagome gawked, hand snapping away as if she'd been burned. "You-! You pervert!"

"I fail to understand your anger," a wicked smirk curled his lips as Sesshoumaru loftily raised his chin. "You were the one petting me with shameless abandon."

"I didn't know you were enjoying it like that!- you- you... dirty dog!" she huffed, standing and making to leave.

Mokomoko immediately snapped around her waist, drowning the miko in thick fur and tightening to bring her squirming and writhing down to him. Sesshoumaru chuckled lowly, fanning hot breath in her ear. "It is not particularly sensitive to touch."

Kagome glared with a furious blush, a questioning look flitting over her face as she steadied herself with hands upon his broad shoulders. "T-then...why?"

He allowed sharp teeth to caress the underside of her jaw, pulling away to look her in the eye with a playful smirk.

"There is the distinct possibility that I greatly enjoy your hands upon me, Kagome."

 

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